The Truth About Oral Sex Clubs
Beth and Mary have a half s****r named Katy, who we don’t get to see very much since she moved away. She visited with us last weekend, and I’d forgotten how adorable she was. Her long, light brown hair frames her big brown eyes in a way that melts your heart. She is tall and thin, with a skinny little waist, which accentuates her formidable ass and hips. It’s hard to believe she has a three year old daughter, who stayed at home with her grandmother.
Katy and I have always had an unusually close relationship, and we’ve talked about everything under the sun. So, I thought she would be the ideal person to ask about those rumored “Oral Sex Clubs” I’d heard so much about. “Oh, sure they really exist,” Katy told me, as she exhaled smoke from her cigarette. “They started soon after k**s were f***ed, or at least coerced, into signing those virgin pledge cards,” she said.
When I looked at her with raised eyebrows, she explained. The schools started teaching total abstinence as the only approved form of birth control, and the k**s were encouraged to sign cards, pledging that they would remain virgins until marriage. “With all those raging hormones, and no sex, k**s began to get together after school to find relief with each other,” Katy told me. “It began kind of haphazardly, but some of the k**s got organized, and created a system that was fairly safe and controlled,” she went on.
I learned that they made up rules for joining the club. Everyone had to get tested for STD’s and produce a certified card from the clinic stating they were clean. You had to agree to secrecy and decency, and you could not f***e anyone to do something they didn’t want to do. ‘No meant no’. I thought they were all good ideas, and I could feel my cock stirring in my shorts as I thought about those young throats being drowned in boys’ sticky cum.
I asked Katy how the clubs operated. I could see her face redden a little as she sat facing me on the patio, her hands clasped together between her long legs. “Different k**s host meetings after school on different days,” she explained, “and a secret cell phone code alerts all members to the time and place. If you want to go, you just punch in your personal code, and that’s it!”
“Wow, sounds like a pretty efficient system,” I replied, trying to hide my erection under my hands. I noticed that a couple of Katy’s fingers had disappeared between her legs, as we continued our conversation. “What is a typical meeting like?” I asked, hoping for some salacious details. “Well, the k**s gather together at someone’s house after school, under the guise of ‘doing their homework’ or ‘working on a science project’, or something,” Katy went on, “then, they either split up in pairs and go off to an empty bedroom, or maybe a group of k**s take over the living room. They pleasure each other in any number of ways, usually through mutual oral sex, masturbation, or whatever.”
“Is it strictly straight sex?” I pushed on, having a difficult time keeping my hands off my now throbbing cock. “Sometimes girls play with other girls while the boys watch, but boys don’t usually do each other,” Katy explained. “They can get pretty creative too, having squirting contests, and swallowing contests, that sort of thing,” she said, “it’s all in good fun, and the best part is, nobody gets pregnant, or gets any diseases.” I was beside myself now, my mind reeling with all the possibilities. “Is there any anal sex going on?” I just had to ask. “Sometimes, but it definitely has to be consensual.” Katy answered matter-of-factly. “Some of the older girls try it.” Oh, god, I could hardly stand it!
I nodded, trying my best to act unaffected. It wasn’t until I went to light the filter end of my cigarette, that I realized I had blown my cover. Katy giggled as she reached out and flipped my cigarette around the right way. “You okay, Uncle Bill? You seem a little flustered,” Katy asked with a wide grin. I admitted that I was a little excited about the whole conversation. “It sounds like you know quite a bit about these clubs,” I observed. Katy blushed and looked down. “Well, it’s been quite awhile…” she offered quietly, her voice trailing off. And then, I dropped my biggest bomb: “Are your s****rs in an Oral Sex Club?” I asked, wide-eyed. “Beth is, but I’m not sure about Mary,” was her reply. “Mary is probably a little too young,” I suggested. Katy hesitated, and then said: “Young k**s have sexual needs too. It’s just that adults are so stuffy about sex, they don’t want to acknowledge it,” she explained.
“Sex isn’t such a big deal nowadays, not like when you were growing up, Uncle Bill, and oral sex means nothing to these younger k**s,” she assured me. “Nothing?” I responded. “So, if you were to perform oral sex on me, it would mean ‘Nothing’ to you?” I questioned, visibly squirming in my chair. Katy knew where I was going with my thoughts, and she looked right at my bulging shorts, and blushed.
“If there was a place around here with some privacy, I’d be happy to show you,” she whispered. My wife was upstairs in her office working late, and no one else was around. “Follow me,” I said to Katy, and led her down the outside steps to the basement. I turned to face her as I leaned against my workbench. “Is kissing allowed?” I asked her. “Sure!” she replied, and melted into my outstretched arms. I held her in a tender embrace, and our eyes met, followed by our lips. Katy’s lips were soft, yet fiery. She knew how to use her tongue as well, and I almost came right on the spot.
I reached down, and cupped her tight ass in both hands, squeezing gently as we kissed. She pulled her belly shirt up over her firm tits, and rubbed them against my chest. Our breathing got heavier, and I bent down to take each breast in my mouth, licking and sucking them delicately. “Oh, Uncle Bill, that feels so good!” she cooed in a low voice. Her hand reached into my shorts and I jumped as I felt her thin fingers wrap around my shaft. She guided my hand between her spread legs, and I was pleasantly surprised to discover that her shaved pussy was already drenched. She threw her head back and moaned softly. “I’ve wanted this for so many years, Uncle Bill,” she confessed. “You have!?” I blurted out. “Oh, yes, ever since I was 9 or 10, but I was afraid to try anything,” Katy told me. “You know, adults are so…” “Stuffy!” I said, finishing her sentence.
She laughed, as she stooped down in front of me. I held onto the edge of the workbench, as she pulled my shorts off, and lined my cock up to her mouth. She planted gentle kisses up and down my quivering shaft, and ran her hot tongue around the knob, looking up at me with those doe eyes of hers. She reached her head further under my legs and licked and sucked my balls. I couldn’t believe how good it felt, and I groaned under my breath. This young lady was a pro, no doubt, and I could barely contain myself when she wrapped her pretty lips around my cock, and swallowed my entire length down her scalding throat. She eased her head back and teasingly licked under my helmet, giggling at my uncontrollable twitching.
Just as I was about to unload into her mouth, she stood up abruptly. “Please fuck me, Uncle Bill, I’ve waited so long to feel your cock inside me,” she begged. “But what about your pledge?” I blurted out stupidly. She shook her head and laughed. “That was a long time ago. I’ve been fucking for years now…you might recall my three year old daughter?” she reminded me. “I’m on the pill, so you don’t have to worry about that,” she added, as she switched places with me. She pulled off her shorts and thong, bent over the workbench, and opened her legs. “I like anal sex too, if you’re interested,” she mentioned, almost in passing. Was I interested? I had to ponder that offer for less than a millisecond.
I dropped to my knees behind her, spread her eager ass cheeks, and dove into her most private area. Her girl juices were already drizzling down her inner thighs, as I worked my tongue stiffly around her clit. She moaned and pushed her ass back into my face. “Oh god, Uncle Bill, I’m so close, fuck me please!” she implored, but I ignored her. I licked her slit, then, plunged my tongue deep into her vagina, and she just exploded onto my face, her knees weak and buckling. “I’m cummmmmming!” she announced breathlessly.
I spread her ass cheeks as wide as they would go, and stuck my tongue straight into her moist asshole, and she erupted again, as she whirled her index finger around her erect clit. “Oh, Uncle Bill, that was amazing!” she gushed, as she tried to stand up. I pushed her head back down onto the workbench, and guided my frenzied cock to her glistening pussy, pushing it into her with authority. I grabbed a handful of her long hair tightly in my hand, and fucked her pussy like a dog in heat.
“OOOOOHHHHH! Yeah, fuck me, Uncle Bill, keep going!” Katy encouraged. I found her asshole with my free hand, and slipped a finger into her forbidden brown opening. Immediately, I could feel her vaginal muscles react around my love piston, contracting and releasing as another orgasm brewed. “Oh, I like that too,” she admitted, “put your cock in my ass!” she pleaded, as she reached back and spread her cheeks for me. In one quick motion, I pulled out of her trembling pussy, and plunged my slick cock into her waiting ass. She shook her head back and forth several times, and growled lustily, pushing her ass into my hips with each firm thrust of my cock.
I could hold off no longer, and prepared to fill my sweet niece’s rectum with my steaming jizz, until Katy turned her head and say, “cum in my mouth, Uncle Bill!” Being the considerate and accommodating uncle that I am, I felt it was my duty to accede to her wishes. I pulled out of her sweltering asshole, and she turned around and dropped to her knees just in time to catch the first wave of my cascading spunk in her wide open mouth. Without hesitation, she took my shaft deep into her mouth, and sucked my wildly squirting cock with enthusiasm. I could hear her gulping loudly, determined to drink up every drop of my offering.
When my spasms finally subsided, Katy slowly stood up, planting kisses up my belly, chest, neck, and stopping at my lips. We kissed passionately, and embraced lovingly. “That was wonderful, Uncle Bill, thank you,” she whispered in my ear. “I’ve been waiting for that for a long time,” she grinned, “and see? Nothing to it, just like I said!” I held her tender body tight against mine, as I caught my breath. “No, Katy, thank YOU,” I replied, “and no, there was a LOT to it,” I added with emphasis…”and it was unbelievably exciting and delicious, and I’ll never forget this.” “I’m glad you enjoyed it too,” Katy said, smiling. “Maybe we can do it again sometime,” she suggested. Now, it was my turn to smile. “That would be just fine with me,” I replied.
We dressed hurriedly, and reconvened on the patio for a smoke. My wife appeared at the door soon afterward, and poked her head out. “You two still out here?” she asked redundantly. “How about a cold drink?” she inquired. “Sounds good!” we answered in unison, exchanging twinkly-eyed glances and smiling brightly.